Wednesday, April 7, 2010
One of my favorite activities is being belly-up to the dishwasher. All sorts of wonderful treats can be found in this location on a nightly basis. When I was a puppy, it was terribly cute to stand on the door of the dishwasher. Jason thought this was a particularly bad idea as he thought when I grew up I might knock the whole door off. I've now learned that if I am very quiet and do no more than quietly and gently place my paw on the dishwasher rack, I can wash off a few plates before anyone notices.
I'm wondering if I could get away with standing inside the dishwasher.